I just want to practice

But the figure of the demon god with the starry sky above his head and the shadows on his feet remained majestic and unmoved.

Bang!

With one step, the heavens and the earth were shaken, and the entire Tomb of the Gods seemed to be turned upside down.

Face endless dragons.

The demon god just greeted him with simple fists and kicks, but every punch and every kick contained the power of destroying the world, tearing apart the real dragons of Tengyuan fiercely, making a mess.

the same moment.

In a hidden time and space in the Tomb of the Gods, hundreds of millions of streams of information gather and interweave from all directions, forming a huge cocoon to wrap the gourd baby in it.

She is like a sleeping baby in the mother's womb, and also like an information life beyond the flesh and blood.

He is constantly absorbing the nutrients from the tomb of the gods all the time, and the aura on his body is changing rapidly. As time goes by, it becomes more and more ancient and mysterious, making it difficult to fathom.

This change is not an increase in strength, but an increase in Dao Yun, a clear understanding of the law of the order of heaven and earth.

Or, more precisely.

She is retrieving the knowledge and memories lost after the collapse of the Primordial Era.

Once completely done.

Then she is no longer the gourd baby who used to laugh and laugh, but the Buzhou mother mountain that once stood on the top of the sanctuary and gave birth to gods and demons in the prehistoric ages!

"That direction... the Dragon Tomb..."

At a certain moment, Buzhou Mushan's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling the turmoil in the Tomb of the Gods, and wanted to open his eyes to investigate, but finally turned into a sigh.

As the spirit of Buzhou Mountain, whether it was the prehistoric past or the tomb of the gods today, they are all part of her body in a sense.

Now that she has retrieved the memory of the tombs of the scattered gods, although she has not fully grasped this cemetery, she is very clear about the good fortune that exists everywhere.

With just one thought, she had an insight into the layout of the Dragon Tomb, and clearly knew what shocking things were buried in it.

The thing in the deepest part of the dragon's tomb is too shocking, in a sense, it is no less than a good fortune heavenly soldier.

If it appeared in the outside world, even taboo giants would be crazy about it, so it goes without saying how important it is to Honghuang.

However, Jiang Wuye has become powerful now, as he said, under his might, no one is his single enemy, and he can be called an invincible existence in Da Luoshen Ruins.

Although the gourd baby has awakened the memory of the mother mountain, but after all, what she returns is only the power of information and knowledge. If she does not return for a day, she will not be able to recover to her former peak state.

Therefore, even if she knew that the things in the Dragon Tomb were extremely precious, she could only watch Jiang Wuye take them out without interfering.

"Forget it, just take it as an end to the cause and effect between you and me, and it's also considered to eliminate one of my obsessions."

Sigh.

The hidden time and space returned to calm again, and there were only hundreds of millions of surging information torrents left in all directions.

next moment.

In the dragon tomb, the abyss, countless angry and violent real dragons turned into streamers and dissipated, strangely returning to tranquility.

"kindness??"

The strange scene made Jiang Wuye stop attacking, and suddenly turned his head to look at a certain direction of the Tomb of the Gods, frowning.

Somehow, he seemed to feel that he had lost something, not his body or strength, but a higher level of causal information.

just like.

Two things that were originally connected by a thread were suddenly cut off by that thread. Since then, there has been no relationship, cause and effect between the two, and they are like strangers.

Stand still.

Slightly silent.

For a moment, Jiang Wuye's expression remained unchanged, without any hesitation, he resolutely turned around and stepped into the depths of Longyuan.

Kacha Kacha~

at the same time.

In the hidden time and space.

The memories in the depths of Buzhou Mushan's heart collapsed by themselves.

From the first acquaintance on the battlefield of gods and demons, to the farewell in the wind and snow in the tomb of the gods, the laughter and cursing, emotions and desires during the period all disappeared with the continuous sound of breaking.

From now on.

There is no gourd baby in the world, only the prehistoric mountains.

at the same time.

Outside the Great Luo God Ruins.

In the boundless sanctuary.

Somewhere in the secret time and space created by man.

Taoist temple, courtyard.

Tong Tian, ​​who was playing chess with the white-haired old man in Taoist robes, was moved, and the chess piece in his hand was still not falling.

until.

Somewhere, cause and effect are resolved.

His aura changed from slightly mixed before to a mixed one, and then he chuckled lightly and settled down indifferently.

From now on.

There is no more martial arts Lin Yu in the world, only the Dao Patriarch of the Great Desolation Tongtian.

"Hey, if the information of the Great Desolation had not been wiped out by the Dao of Heaven back then, now that we are coming again, why bother with the backdoor karma."

The old man in the white-haired Taoist robe lightly dusted off the dust, his aged eyes full of vast wisdom seemed to penetrate billions of time and space, and saw the scene in the tomb of the gods.

"However, after all, they are just some foreign objects.

Whether it is the Daluo Shenxu, the supreme good fortune, or even the nine days of the holy domain, when this battle is over, it will all be vain. "

In just a moment, the old man in the Taoist robe returned to his quiet and inactive state, drinking tea and playing chess, no longer paying attention to external affairs.

If the line of sight leaves the gymnasium.

will find out.

In the sky of this time and space, as time goes by, more and more stars that were originally dead and silent become brighter, big or small, strong or weak, evolving the demeanor of characters from the prehistoric ages, as numerous as a vast ocean, difficult to see at a glance. poverty.

Shura universe.

In the depths of the ancestral temple.

a moment.

The three heaven-reaching magic pillars that were originally silent trembled, and the sculptures on them revived one by one, each releasing a terrifying aura that could suppress the heavens and the world.

As the pupils opened and closed, various events in Daluo Shenxu were reflected.

Seeing that the Daluo Shenxu is getting bigger and bigger under the attack of the sanctuary, and it may be breached at any time, the blood-colored sculpture on the top of the magic pillar no longer hesitates, and the voice spreads to the universe: "With the strength of the family, attack the sanctuary battlefield at all costs! , be sure to bring back the Purgatory Bone intact!"

"Follow the order of the ancestor god!"

In the ancestral temple, the old monsters of the Shura clan were silent, and the elders revived.

"Let's see how Sanctuary has improved over the years, Six Supremes, don't let us down!"

Inside the ancestral land.

A monstrous genius of the Asura clan cultivated by the strength of the clan, the monster also showed its white teeth, and couldn't wait to kill it on the battlefield and become famous.

"Kill kill kill!!!"

The blood-colored universe is roaring like a war machine running at full power. In countless dimensions and time and space, trillions of blood shadows of Shura are roaring manically.

"Has it finally started..."

fairy garden.

On the Supreme Throne, the godless man shrouded in chaos muttered to himself, and he could feel the excitement that had been brewing for countless years in his tone.

Mind a move.

A command descended on Daluoshenxu across hundreds of millions of time and space.

"Subordinates will never give up!"

In the Shura battle zone, the golden armored war god Dao Wuzhi, who was attacking Daluo Shenxu with the god-killing spear, trembled slightly. He took a deep breath after confirming the instructions he had just received, and his eyes became fierce and firm.

Even though the instructions given to him by the young emperor were a bit difficult to understand, and he even risked the displeasure of the world, but he still had no doubts.

It's true that he is the pinnacle of immortality, but more importantly, he is the God of the Immortal Court's Slaying Desolation Army, the sharpest knife in the hands of the young emperor!

All he has to do is to be unconditionally loyal to Xianting, execute orders, and complete tasks. Apart from that, he doesn't need to think about anything!

not to mention.

Today's Xianting already has the confidence to ignore everything, and there is no need to explain to anyone what to do!

……

"This is?"

At this time, Jiang Wuye, who had come to the deepest part of the Dragon Tomb, was unaware of the plans of the outside world because there were no obstacles. He just looked at the things in front of him and fell into a daze, and his breathing was short for a while.

coffin.

Dragon.

tree.

For a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of existence the thing in front of him was.

A coffin that seems to have buried the vast ancient dragon world was buried at the end of this abyss of time and space.

But if you look closely, this coffin looks like a tree, a tree of the ancestor dragon!

The tree is huge, yet extremely small, surrounded by a deep spatial pattern, as small as holding it in one hand, and as big as the sea of ​​stars in the sky, exuding bursts of supreme good fortune.

weapon?

medicine?

No, it's good luck!

Contains all possible supreme good fortune, and bears unimaginable great luck!

Jiang Wuye could clearly feel that this dragon-like coffin-like tree-like existence not only had the power to create and destroy all things, but also contained the luck of a certain supreme clan that once suppressed the heavens.

Although this luck has become so weak that it is hard to detect after the baptism of the years, even just a trace can give a glimpse of how terrifying this peak group was.

Prehistoric Dragon Clan!

The ancient race that once dominated the prehistoric era!

call!

Take a long breath.

Jiang Wuye's mood was ups and downs, and he didn't make a move for a long time.

This good fortune is too great to allow a group to climb to the top, but at the same time it is too heavy, and there is a big cause and effect behind it. He doesn't know if he has the ability to bear it.

At this time, he finally understood why Lin Yu said it was a gift to Mo Jietian, not him personally.

Because this kind of strange thing that involves the highest level of good fortune cannot be carried by individuals, only taboo giants, and only peak groups can carry it!

Stronger than the current Jiang Wuye, from the moment he entered the abyss and saw this ancestral dragon tree, he has shielded himself from absorbing energy from the outside world in all directions!

Because, the essence of this Zulongshu is the power of good fortune at the beginning of the era, and it has already involved taboo giants, a level that Jiang Wuye can't understand at all.

Therefore, even if it is just a trace, it is not a panacea for him, but a powerful bomb, which can easily wipe him into ashes.

If there is such a thing in martial arts...

Thinking of Mo Jietian's current situation, and thinking of the imminent chaos in the sanctuary, Jiang Wuye had already made a decision after a little hesitation.

Zulongshu must be taken out!

can.

There is indeed no one in the Tomb of the Gods who can stop him.